On the large sleeping couch, a golden-winged roc robe hangs in a corner.

The soft cushion seemed to have been rolled around and was covered with wrinkles.

After a few pieces of sandalwood burned out, the clouds of smoke emitted by the crane's mouth copper stove gradually became thinner and dispersed.

Two hazy figures have already moved to the gauze and pink tent, rising and falling, turning up the snow waves.

One night of joy, I don’t know how long it will last, until it becomes deeper and deeper.

Just now we called a truce and rested for a while.

The house became calm again.

With a clang, the gold and jade wine cups slipped from Ji Yuan's hands and fell to the warm floor.

The young Qianhu with stern eyebrows reluctantly looked away.

Wiping the mellow wine from the corner of his mouth, he said softly:

"I still prefer Happy Brew, which is better than Laoshizi's Golden Wind and Jade Dew!"

Qin Wugou held the thin quilt with his hands, covering his snow-like skin.

I wiped my chest carefully and said:

"Don't interact with Pei Silang, your subordinate, and Tong Qianhu from Nanzhen Fusi.

They are not serious people, and they actually teach you these...dirty sexual methods!"

She had just felt deeply that Ji Yuan had a pure Yang body.

The blood is as strong as a furnace, majestic and pure, without even the slightest bit of falsehood.

However, this enemy's endless tricks make him look like a top scholar who is used to having sex.

While the two were still on the couch, Ji Yuan pulled and teased her several times.

Before Longzi's bloodline could stir up troubles, the boundless sea of ​​desires would open its gates and release the flood.

With a roar, the dam burst open and overflowed the lake of my heart.

If not, how could Qin Wugou let him be manipulated, even a little too much?

Therefore, follow your intuition.

It must be Pei Tu, who is famous in Lian Qin Lou Chu Pavilion, and Tong Huai, who likes wine and sex.

They are two veterans of Hua Cong, and they work together to lead the innocent and kind-hearted Jiulang into trouble.

"Qianhu is right. Pei Silang and Tong Qianhu are not good friends, and they will definitely have less contact with each other in the future."

Ji Yuan leaned among the warm fragrant soft jade and casually echoed.

After the blending of yin and yang, he had some subtle feelings.

The soul and soul within the sea of ​​consciousness seemed to be nourished by nectar and became somewhat stronger.

Every thought seems to be infected.

It turns into a pink color and emits a melancholy sound.

"This is the desire between men and women, and it is human nature.

There is no need to fear them like tigers or treat them as inner demons.

It is impossible for human desires to be extinguished, just as the laws of nature will always exist."

Ji Yuan was lying on Feng's bed, but he did not get rid of his distracting thoughts.

His eyes flashed, thoughtfully, thinking of the four outsiders for no reason.

As we all know, the strange warriors are the most changeable, the Blood God loves destruction, the Wrath Lord controls creation, and the Dragon Lord holds yin and yang.

They each wield power and occupy the void. No one knows yet, where did they come from?

And why can it exist for a long time without any influence in the Dharma Ending Age when immortals and Buddhas are cut off?

"The power of all living beings and the will of all peoples merge into a mighty torrent of humanity, then..."

Ji Yuan's mind wandered, and random conjectures emerged.

Before he could figure it out, Qin Wugu, who had taken a few breaths, rubbed his ears and temples together and came over.

Although they have already fought a fierce battle, the dragon's bloodline that penetrates deep into the bone marrow will not give up easily.

Not long after, it started to move again.

"Where did you get that pot of Golden Wind and Jade Dew wine?"

Ji Yuan did not choose to obey, but held down the charming female Qianhu.

"It is said that she is a master of Shuiyun Temple. Qin Xin believes in Buddhism and often interacts with nuns."

Qin Wugou's voice was soft, as if ecstasy was gnawing at his bones.

"Shuiyun Temple...where is that place?"

Ji Yuan lifted Qianhu's pointed chin, his eyes twinkling.

He has had so many interactions with the four outsiders, and he cannot be more sensitive to the aura of the chaotic void.

There was something obviously wrong with that pot of wine.

"A nunnery that worships the Buddha's mother. Many ladies of high-ranking officials in Tianjing City like to go there.

After all, there are differences between men and women, and a temple filled with monks who burn incense too diligently will inevitably attract gossip, which is not as convenient as a nunnery."

Qin Wugao's cold jade-like skin collided with Ji Yuan's masculine and fiery aura, further activating Longzi's bloodline.

"I see."

Ji Yuan was stunned.

"Why are you so interested in asking about the nunnery? Do you have any special hobbies? Are you attracted to young nuns who are naked?"

Qin Wugou narrowed his eyes and asked suspiciously.

"How is it possible? I don't like this."

Ji Yuan denied it.

However, his thoughts were slightly confused.

If the little nun were replaced by Miaoshi Tai...

"Well, how could I have such evil thoughts?

I almost couldn't keep my mind and let my thoughts scatter... Qin Qianhu's Longzi bloodline affected me!"

Ji Yuan frowned slightly and sniffed lightly.

As expected, the love between women and girls was blazing, and there seemed to be waves of fragrance.

I didn't expect that Longzi's bloodline could have such an effect.

Not only can it stimulate your own desires, but it can also confuse the man who is sleeping with you.

"The weak bloodline of the Dragon King that breeds heirs has such an effect.

I don’t know how crazy her disciples and believers should be.

It’s better to choose the day than to hit it. Let’s just take this opportunity to change Qin Qianhu’s fate, hiss..."

Ji Yuan was thinking when he suddenly took a breath of air.

He reluctantly made up his mind, and while dealing with Qin Wugou, whose eyes were blurred, he stirred up the Emperor's Dao Diagram.

The brilliance ripples and reflects.

【Qin Wugu】

[Fate: Dragon Girl Holding the Qin]

[Fate number: Hong Chi (green), Gu Luan (white), Bing Qing (white), Gang Lie (white), Nei Mei (white), Yin Lu (white), Kefu (grey)]

Ji Yuan's eyes were clear, and he held Qin Wugou's white waist as slender as a water snake with one hand, and responded to the entanglement.

At the same time, he raised his eyelids, scanned the ancient handwriting of Huangtian Dao Tu, and thought to himself:

"[Bingqing] was originally a blue destiny, but now it has turned white. Is it because of...me?"

If you have sufficient Tao aggregates later, you can try to advance.

The most urgent task is... to change the cyan destiny [Red Chi] and the gray destiny [Kfu]."

Ji Yuan's mind settled for a moment, and he stretched his hand through Qin Wugou's waterfall-like hair.

Returning to Tianjing to re-harvest Dao Yun, it is a simple picture scroll that is thrown into the sea of ​​consciousness.

There was a crashing sound, and the Emperor's Dao Diagram shook like waves.

It was like a large firewood burning, with a rich blue flame.

He did not choose to erase [Red Chi]. Although it would prevent future troubles forever, it would also result in the loss of a rather rare cyan fate.

It's better to advance, there will be more room for maneuver.

Half of Yuan Tiangang's Zi Lian Jue slowly flowed into his heart.

It turned into the dragon and snake characters of Douda and was imprinted on the sea of ​​consciousness.

Ji Yuan, who was originally addicted to ecstasy, suddenly became silent.

The scenery of heaven and earth, and the things in the world, gradually shed their true colors and turned into brilliant colors.

The extremely majestic long river of destiny, which carries hundreds of millions of living beings, dynasties, families and clans, shows a shadow that resembles a lake.

It's like it will disappear in the next moment.

Normally, maybe Qin Wugou would be able to detect something.
To be continued...